Quotes About Hope

The weird thing about depression is that, even though you might have more suicidal thoughts, the fear of death remains the same.

The hardest bit about losing people you loved wasn`t thinking about the memories you had, the ones that had already been made. No. The hardest bit was the stuff that should have been, but had now been denied.

And hope was often irrational. It made no sense. ... The other thing about hope was that it took effort...

Well, that's the beauty, isn't it? You just never know how it ends.

I think life always provides reasons to not die, if we listen hard enough.

Maybe there was no perfect life for her, but somewhere, surely, there was a life worth living. And if she was to find a life truly worth living, she realised she would have to cast a wider net.

It all makes sense. You came back here this time not because you wanted to die, but because you want to live. This library isn't falling down because it wants to kill you. It's falling down because it is giving you a chance to return.

So the fact that this book exists is proof that depression lies. Depression makes you think things that are wrong.

It may be a dark cloud passing across the sky, but—if that is the metaphor—you are the sky. You were there before it. And the cloud can't exist without the sky, but the sky can exist without the cloud.

But, as time grew on, I knew something I hadn't known earlier. I knew that down wasn't the only direction. If you hung in there, if you stuck it out, then things got better. They get better and then they get worse and then they get better.

It never rains forever. And know that, however wet you get, you are not the rain. You are not the bad feelings in your head. You are the person experiencing the storm. The storm may knock you off your feet. But you will stand again. Hold on.

To be a part of nature was to be part of the will to live. When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person. But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock.

It may be a dark cloud passing across the sky, but – if that is the metaphor – you are the sky.

To feel hope you don't need to be in a great situation. You just need to understand that things will change. Hope is available to all. You don't need to deny the reality of the present in order to have hope, you just need to know the future is uncertain, and that life contains light as well as dark.

Time disproves the lies depression tells.

Nothing is stronger than a small hope that doesn't give up.

Be brave. Be strong. Breathe, and keep going. You will thank yourself later.

And hope was often irrational. It made no sense. If it had made sense, it would have been called, well, sense. The other thing about hope was that it took effort, and I had never been used to effort.

Depression lies. And while the feelings themselves were real, the things they led me to believe were resolutely not.

And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on. —Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

Everything passes—joy follows pain, warmth melts the ice

No single feeling becomes the only feeling if you let it all happen. And the way to let it all happen is to see the value in it all, in everything. To see the way the dark might lead to the light and the way present pain might lead to future hope.

But once you sense that vastness, once something reveals it, hope emerges, whether you want it to or not, and it clings to you as stubbornly as lichen clings to rock.

IT'S A WEIRD thing, depression. Even now, writing this with a good distance of fourteen years from my lowest point, I haven't fully escaped.